Helping Ryan I

"Strip." Is all I say and Ryan freezes for a bit before taking off his clothes. He was already hard and I can't help myself from laughing a bit.

"A bit excited aren't we. Does the effect work the same way as when I get close to one of my targets?"

"I think so? I-It would make sense as to why I'm hard right now..." I internally call bullshit but I let Ryan keep the shred of dignity he holds.

"Do we really have to stay and watch this?" Mr. Williams interrupts.

"Yeah actually, I'll show you two how good you have it. I think Ryan here will be getting a rougher treatment than you two."

It was sight to behold, I hold Ryan's head as I thrust in and out of his throat, barely giving him time to adjust. The sound of him gagging around my dick was music to my ears. It was clearly doing him some good as well, with him leaking pre-cum on the floor.

Mr. Williams just watched unamused, just the reaction I was hoping. Aaron on the other hand was clearly into what I was doing, his hard cock swaying in the air. I might actually have to consider getting those two to do something together, now that might be hot.

"Feeling good down there Ryan?"

All I get is a muffled moan, as I hold my entire length inside my mouth. Those eyes looking up at me with light tears, and yet they ask me for more. I pull out as I pull Ryan up and throw him onto his bed.

"Ass up. I wanna get a good taste before i dive in."

Nothing better than seeing a man squirm from pleasure. It's even better when that man pushes back against your tongue, which is exactly what Ryan does. I wonder if he'll really still call himself straight after all this but that's none of my concern.

I stroke his dick at the same time, giving him double the pleasure. If one thing was certain, Ryan was more than ready to take some dick but I wasn't gonna make this easy on him.